Despair, emptinessSee the hatred wasted on yourselfFace down taste the dust; it´s getting harder everydayJust to find a reason not to end it all yourselfSuicide on the streetEverywhere around you watch it breedIt begins to bury you in self-induced rejection

So now you´re wasted, broken downI see through your ignorancePenetrate the surface of your insecure insideNext fix, shoot it upLooking for the place where god speaksEvery time you find him he just stabs you in the backagain

No one hears youYou´re society´s infectionI won´t judge youWhen the blood steals life from you

Cast down and thrown awayYou are the living deadThe needle numbs the painOf all your sufferingThis is where the world of money changes nothing

Just a statistic in the shadows of the real worldThe system´s failing you just the way it failed meHell is home on the concrete where the city bleedsAmerica - home of the free - land of fuckingdisenchantment

Despair, emptinessIsolation rapes you everydayFace down taste the dust, digging deeper in your graveHaven´t found a reasonHaven´t found a thing to fucking live forGodless he doesn´t careHow you choose to destroy yourselfIn a world that feeds on hateYou´re left here just to waste awayIn your cardboard prison, asphalt wasteland

No one hears youYou´re society´s infectionI won´t judge youWhen the blood steals life from youNo one sees youYou´re society´s infectionI won´t judge youWhen the blood steals life from you

Cast down and thrown awayYou are the living deadThe needle numbs the painOf all your sufferingThis is where the world of money changes nothing